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All ContentAutoethnographic Flash NonfictionAutoethnographic Literary FictionVolume 3, Issue 4 (2023)
··19 min readThis short story about a night in a shed is an attempt to encourage any reader to think about the stories that circulate within communities.
"First and foremost, one has to have the belief that if he builds the field, the major players are going to show up for the game. What has most surprised and moved me, however, has been the showing up. Indeed, folks have been showing up each week since the project's inception in late May."
Today we're talking with the award-winning author, researcher, and performer, Shanita Mitchell about performance and autoethnography.
After 34 years of monogamy I entered the dating app world and began writing the first weekend I was single. This is story of my experience.
"Because I was so immersed in both history, bound in good-smelling leather, no less, and in beautiful and evocative little bottles around me as playthings, I guess it needed no further prompting. It was within my blood before I could think about what I wanted to do with my life!"
Written by a white, cisgender, male yoga practitioner and newly qualified teacher from a working-class, Northern English background, this account seeks to elucidate upon how the issues noted may manifest.
My weird depression showed up this summer like “hey sis!” And I was like “fuck my life”! I wasn’t ready. This time, it caught me off guard.
“My ability to be creatively vulnerable with my mental illness as well as the experiences which contributed to it will serve as a method of self-healing.”
Nothing prepared me for the xenophobia and homophobia I would encounter in Italy. No one warned me how to avoid becoming their victim
“The 2022 International Symposium on Autoethnography and Narrative deadline for submissions and awards has been extended AUGUST 1, 2021.”
"This autoethnographic essay explores in a (hopefully) creative way ideas about social class in relation to my own negotiations of identity and upbringing in eastern Sydney, Australia."